9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword - Chapter 272
Episode 272
Episode 97. Red Moon (2)
The entrance of the tower, which flowed like lava along Yuma’s palm, returned to its original form.
Instead of falling to the floor, the lump like Jinheuk returned to its original position with Yuma’s hand.
It seemed as if time only went back toward the entrance of the tower.
“I’ll be back soon. Don’t worry too much, join Tulka and wait nearby.”
[Let’s go grow up, lord! Kyaha ha!] As
Yuma and Rakir entered the tower, Natalie sighed and looked around the desert.
“That guy is so fearless that he’s wearing a mask.”
“I agree. Let’s get out of the barrier first. I miss Miss Cheryl.”
“Ah yes.”
It took the form of a tower, but the essence of this structure that Yuma and Rakir had just entered was a demon cave. It was because the underground demon cave rose up in the form of a tower.
As soon as he entered the interior, Yuma could feel the sense of disconnection unique to Magul, which he had experienced while leading the Cell Robe unit.
There was obviously a strange darkness covering all sides, but the visibility wasn’t too bad.
As you can tell just by looking at the collapse from the outside, the inside was a mess. It was like looking inside a mansion that had been hit by magic bombardment.
The floor was uneven and the walls were cracked. Unpleasant smoke flowed from the cracks.
The tower was completely sick.
“It’s just a broken demon.
If you look closely, do you see magic stones rolling around?”
When I thought of magic stones, I thought of Puang and Cahel. Soon, they will also be informed of the upheaval in the East. Maybe you already knew.
[There are probably magic stones.
Heh, that’s a pretty valuable item even in the underworld. I also like it as a snack.]
“Eating magic stones?”
[yes. For humans, it would be a high-quality wild mushroom. Because the magic stones are also divided into grades.]
“That’s a funny story.”
[Let’s try it, Master. The taste is really good hehe.]
“Eat all the guys in this tower first.”
There didn’t seem to be any particular monsters on the first floor of the tower. There was a very thick demonic energy spreading in the air. The unpleasant smell of the demons stung my nose without mercy.
It meant that there were quite a few edible guys on the next floor exuding energy.
However, it was not yet known whether this tower had a general structure.
Yuma focused on the surroundings and tightened the grip on the amoula.
[Would you like to go up to the next floor right away?]
Rakir also recognized that there was no nourishment for the master on the first floor.
Yuma thought for a moment, then shook his head.
“No, let’s fix the first floor and wait for them to come down.”
[Yes?]
“Can’t you see? As soon as I pass by, that point stops collapsing.”
Yuma took a quick step and said.
Certainly, every part of Yuma’s breath or body touched was beginning to recover.
The cracks were glued together, and the walls where bubbles burst became smooth.
As in the Underworld, even if Yuma’s hand left, the collapse did not begin again. It was proof that Yuma’s dominance had increased that much.
“It’s going to be my tower now, so it’s difficult to be like this.”
The reason wasn’t everything.
Even for Yuma, it was burdensome for him to enter the enemy’s den alone and advance blindly.
Even if he had acquired a new ability of amoula, which could be called ‘predation’.
Winning or losing a battle was made up of numerous factors. The best would be an overwhelming force that would not be pushed back under any circumstances, but it was unknown how strong there were in this tower.
So Yuma decided to make the terrain her own first.
The one who clearly understands the structure and characteristics of the space that will be the battlefield is safer in many ways.
‘Besides, the demons must know that I invaded. If you are cleaning the first floor, there is a high probability that you will find it first.’
It felt like a trap that only the first floor was empty like this. At least a few Querricks had to come out.
‘They must be cautious after seeing the fight outside. I’m sure they’ll send demons or demons to measure me.’
Let’s wait a little bit.
Thinking so, Yuma began to slowly restore the first floor of the tower.
At the same time, he also conducted several tests, which was to see if he could change the interior terrain to his will beyond restoring it.
Yuma walked around holding something in her right hand and tying it here and there in the tower with her left hand.
He was obviously there to fight, but he also felt happy as he walked around his world as a god.
Suwook!
While cleaning up the collapse of the wall, Yuma moved his hand as if pulling something, and a cone-shaped thorn sprouted from the wall.
“oh!”
Yuma exclaimed and touched the thorn curiously.
It was very sharp and hard. It was unbelievable that it had protruded from the wall that had just been rotting away.
‘Can I make full use of this?’
I was sure. This was an ability that would help in battle.
As if remembering something, Yuma moved about five steps away from the thorn that had just sprouted and reached out again.
Soowook!
As Yuma wished, the thorns drooped and the stems repeated. At that point, Yuma couldn’t help but laugh.
‘It’s almost like dealing with an aura!’
It gave me goosebumps.
While moving the thorn, Yuma learned a secret of the underworld that only Amanjo knew.
That all objects in the underworld are based on black auras.
All kinds of auras were formed by materializing the user’s will. That thorn also changes shape according to Yuma’s will.
Not only the thorns, but all objects in the underworld were like that. It felt like my field of vision was broadened.
It didn’t even cause fatigue like when using an aura. It was because it was not the power that spewed out from within the body, but the power drawn from things.
Of course, this was also an ability that could never be used unless one possessed the power of a demon god.
‘If you think about it, even in the wreckage of the underworld, Amanjo constantly formed Evan’s body. It must have been this principle…
The thorns bent and stretched along Yuma’s hand as he stirred the air. Yuma moved her thorns from place to place like an excited child.
And that wasn’t all.
As I stretched out my hand, thinking of a few more thorns in my head, new thorns appeared as if it were natural.
This time it was something that rose from the ground.
The distance was much farther than when I first made the thorns.
However, it was not possible to create thorns in a space farther than that, because that was beyond Yuma’s current ability.
‘I need to be able to handle this properly. Until I can continue to shape my body like Amanzo at that time.’
Forming a moving puppet was incomparably more complicated than making a thorn.
Amanzo did it simply, even though he hadn’t descended properly.
Yuma realized the difference in ability between himself and Amanzo in that part.
In any case, he was a demon from birth, and he was in a position to challenge the throne.
Even with the human body.
I had to learn everything I could learn before encountering him.
‘It’s certain that I can transform this space at will.’
If so, it was more effective to make the demons come down to the first floor.
Yuma ran in all directions and transformed the melting inside of the tower to suit his taste.
As if conducting an orchestra, objects were created and the topography changed with just a wave of the hands.
[Master! Is beautiful! With this kind of momentum, you’ll be able to save the southern part of the underworld in no time
!
Before long, the first floor of the tower became a mixture of the Jacques’ training ground and the front yard cellove’s training ground at the upper Puang.
There was no place where bubbles burst and the surface flowed. It was not possible to follow the color of the seal, but it was a very satisfactory result.
It was no different to decorate the first floor of the tower by mixing the three places. It was because they were the most familiar.
‘Even though I haven’t been there for quite a while, I remember every little thing clearly.’
In other words, Yuma completely mastered the first floor of the tower he had recreated.
Just 15 minutes ago, it was just an unfamiliar and bizarre space. In a situation where even the size of the enemy could not be measured, it was a considerable benefit to increase ‘familiarity’ by one.
Now, all that was left was to wait for them to come down and eat them without mercy.
[It’s not coming down?]
Rakir flapped his wings in front of the stairs leading to the second floor.
[Sniff sniff this smell… At this level, it’s clear that there are a lot of advanced demons. There is also a mix of middle and lower classes. why don’t you come down Are you numb at the lord’s dignity?]
“Then, he must have sent at least a monster.”
I won’t have to wait any longer
Yuma thought so and stood next to Rakir.
[Hmm too. Is it right to go up?]
“No.”
[Then should I wait longer?]
“According to what you said, my rank in the underworld belongs to a fairly high axis, right?”
[It’s not very high. It is safe to say that it is the best except for Amanzo and the demon kings.
] Kuuk!
Yuma raised her hand and formed five thorns in front of the stairs. It was much larger than the first one made.
“Then wouldn’t it be right for the lower ones to come?”
Yuma smiled and vigorously reached out his hand up the stairs. Then, the five thorns that formed broke down the stairs like a siege train and went upstairs.
Deuk Deuk de Deuk!
A violent grinding sound resounded inside the tower, like stones being ground. Yuma didn’t care and formed five more spikes and pushed them upstairs.
“Come down you bastards!”
It was a different feeling than when I was playing with an aura. The sound of things colliding and breaking and breaking was exciting.
The thorns spread furiously with the momentum to completely pierce the second floor. It was as if I could vividly feel how the place where the thorn broke and passed through was transformed.
Poo-wook.
I felt a thorn piercing through something. If it was enough to be stabbed by such a thorn, it was a lower class.
Yuma continued to advance the thorn.
For a long time, the thorns trampled the upper floors and stretched out, but there were still no demons coming down.
“These bastards don’t come out. Shall we tear down the upper floors altogether?”
[It doesn’t seem like a bad choice, it’s big.]
Thorns were not enough to do that. Yuma immediately shot two sizable aura spheres at the ceiling.
When the auror sphere exploded, the ceiling exploded helplessly. The black lumps that made up the ceiling fell to the floor with a thud.
A number of demons were seen through the hole in the ceiling. Most of them were low- or mid-level demons.
Yuma, who saw them, couldn’t help but laugh.
It was because they looked so frightened that they didn’t even dare to make eye contact with them.
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